Draconian Winter

No longer are the trees a lush green.
 Once teeming with life, the landscape is now barren as far as can be seen.
 Helpless against the bitter cold, I succumb to winter's hold.
 Gone in an instant, shrouded by melancholy, no life remains, none to be seen.
 Like a cold blitzkrieg, snowfall violently descends shoving me to the brink of peril, to my bitter end.
 A battle fought against piercing winds.
 I hold on for dear life but know not why.
 It would be much easier to lie down, to die.
 To forfeit or march on, I must decide.
 Lead: Stucky
 Lead: Tapia
 A blizzard so blinding obscures the sun.
 As I freeze desperate pleas go unheard.
 Harsh winter, take me with you.
 I concede to defeat. Take my soul.
 Gone in an instant, shrouded by melancholy, no life remains, none to be seen.
 Like a cold blitzkrieg, snowfall violently descends shoving me to the brink of peril, to my bitter end.